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Poet Roofer
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Folk singer, social commentary, satire, people's stories, children's music
Hi Folks, The Bard Insurgent here. My comrade D.O. (the Poet Roofer) and I got that handle (The Bard Insurgents) from traveling town to town performing songs and poetry about people's lives. I've been performing since I was 3 years old, cutting my vocal chords on liturgical and classical music. I was a concert soloist as a child, when I wasn't herding cows, throwing hay and shoveling manure. During the Civil Rights movement and the Vietnam war, I began writing songs about social change. I left the country in 1970 and my dozen years in other countries, mostly in Africa & South America, have provided a global perspective to my music. My travels helped me realize that people all around the world are essentially the same in their basic life needs and their desires to live peacefully in their communities. These experiences have informed my commitment to working for international understanding as I organize at home. A powerful way to educate and inspire is with music. I tell people's stories, do social commentary with a touch of satire that I hope you enjoy and share with your friends, as well as sing together in the streets and in your living rooms. I also have children's music written for the children in my life with Jacob and Kayla as primary muses. Looking forward to seeing you on the road, Tom
Song Info
Genre
Country Americana
Charts
Peak #73
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Tom Neilson
Rights
Tom Neilson 1993
Uploaded
November 23, 2018
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 3:53
Story behind the song
D.O. is a poet and a roofer. He is Captain Daniel Shays in our affinity group, the Daniel Shays Non Violent Bio-Regional Liberation Frente. We were in Nicaragua together during the revolution. He is also a dear friend.
Lyrics
This road is froze in stone with ice and thin snow under Chill breadth crossing hemlock boughs on the Shelburne line Old house, old road, old breadth moving thru trees witnessing the people Treading some 200 years gone by. Fife and drumming for the nation, stand and read your proclamation Stick it on their door for all to know Sargeant w/o arms is tellin we won’t move from homes your sellin We won’t go or pay for war no more. Codo a co, hand in hand, where good people take a stand You’ll find the poet roofer standin true Like he did so many years ago, His step on gently fallen snow And I’m standin with him too. Before me I can see the vision set from long ago, The company I keep along this road The people struggled then, as now Wearing cuts of hemlock bough to linger at this gabled, frame abode Codo a co, hand in hand, where good people take a stand You’ll find the poet roofer standin true Like he did so many years ago, His step on gently fallen snow And I’m standin with him too. So Bard Insurgent, people know it, Poet roofer, roofer poet Worker bee, we feed from ground you hoe Along this road so many’ve traveled, along our journey to this home And from here to where we go. Codo a co, hand in hand, where good people take a stand You’ll find the poet roofer standin true Like he did so many years ago, His step on gently fallen snow And I’m standin with him too.
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